Challenge

A 351-post collection

Challenge #00518 - A143: Salvation From the Lessers

(since you’re a DS9 fan like I am) It was ironic that after the war, the Cardassian/Bajoran hybrids that Cardassia had neglected and cast out were instrumental in its rebuilding, and its rebirth.

Cardassia was in ruins.

It had never been in ruins. Not in all of its glorious history. Certainly, there had been wars in the pre-spaceflight days, but only individual areas ever became ruined.

An entire planet - and entire planetary empire in ruins… Just sucked the very soul out of the Cardassian people. They wandered through the rubble like ghosts. One would stop and pick up a piece of rubble, and half-heartedly add it to a pile.

This had never happened before. Nobody knew what to do.

Or at least, nobody who lived in the Cardassian empire knew what to do.

They came in bright colours and loose clothing. They came with water purifiers and soil reclamation units. They came with Pulaku and Tokta seedlings.

They came with Cardassian faces… or faces that were Cardassian enough. Despite the Bajoran earrings and the Bajoran clothing and the Bajoran accents, they were Cardassian enough for the lost souls to flock to them.

They were Cardassian enough for other Cardassians to listen to them. To follow orders. To forge a new world based on need and skill, not heritage and social standing. To give to those who needed, to make that which worked out of whatever they had to hand.

They came with Bajorans, who said things like, “We’ve been doing this for fifty years, it’s about time you learned how.”

And some remembered. Before it was done unto them… they had done it first.

The Bajorans, the Bajoran-Cardassian hybrids, and the orphans they left behind had no reason at all to help Cardassia. They had every reason to leave the Cardassian Empire - or the ruins thereof - to stew and pickle in its own feculence and slide back to a more primitive standing for hundreds, if not thousands of years.

Which was why the most important thing was that, though they came with some old grudges, they also came of their own free will. That they came without hate.

They came to show Cardassia what could be done without being conquerers.

And for the first time in thousands of years, Cardassia learned something new.

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Challenge #00469 - A094: Otherwhen

A terrible idea, and feel free to ignore if need be- but based off of Bunny’s recent reply to an ask, about her once-upon-a-time imagined persona for being in a band-

SPG/Blues Brothers mashup?

[AN: Bunny and David Bennett are not fictional characters and I never want to even pretend I have control over their life…. but a prompt is a prompt…]

Between one blink and the next, she had gone from adjusting her headdress to adjusting a

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Love will find a way...

It’s a pity that things like true love and soulmates and finding that special someone aren’t more obvious in their identification and verifying - would be so much easier if there were a special personal sort of dim glow or subtle sound or faint scent or somesuch to point out the one we’re destined to be with the rest of our lives. Far less troublesome or confusing than all this dragging-on about dating and courtship and

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Challenge #00444 - A069: The Test

SPG in the far-future of your own universe.  Because robots + space. – Weirdlet

Rael was ostensibly taking Shayde on a tour of the station’s Ambassadorial Meeting Chamber. What he was covertly doing was testing her. If she really was who she said she had been. If she really had existed on Earth at the time she stated… she would be able to recognise Them.

The Consortium of Steam.

The only artificial intelligences who had been thrown out of the

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Challenge #00388 - A023: The Sad Misadventures of Hwell Barrow

“So that’s how I accidentally wound up in an alien porn film.”

Bailing Hwell out of legal custody was nothing new. What was new was that he was naked, save for layers of assorted, melted and melting cheese. All of which he was busy licking off of his hairy arms.

Ax'and'l looked down at Hwell and his expanding mess and squeaked, “In your own words: what the flying hell, Hwell?”

Hwell continued chewing a long string

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Challenge #00387 - A022: The Biggest Game of Fetch

Buddy the golden retriever/lab mix, and Igor, his thinking-brain Pug.  Two Uplifted dogs, trekking together across the universe.  

Their winnings from the Great Nufurria Lawsuit had paid for the custom space suits that allowed them to sniff out the universe. Which was very important, because Buddy tended to lead with his nose.

“Play time? Play time?” Buddy panted.

“Almost, my friend,” Igor said, sounding for all the worlds like Peter Lorre. “You see the ship? We&

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Challenge #00386 - A021: One Disastrous Afternoon in the Offices of the Cogniscent Rights Commission

Certain dogs, when Uplifted, reverted to certain forms of speech.  Pugs, for instance, always tended to sound…..minionish.  Sort of Peter Lorre-esque, if you would, but with more lithping. “It’s not a bug, it’s a feature!” proclaimed the first woman to Uplift a dog.  "Much more pleasant than the shrill voices of Maltese and Shih Tzus, don’t you think?  Not sure what’s up with the poodles - no matter what

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Challenge #00377 - A012: Fandom Follies

You mentioned once in a fic that Kurt was a B5 fan.  Mind ficcing more about that?  (I’ve been bingeing on B5 lately).  Bonus if Sara is involved.  ^_^

“And then Marcus pops up out of nowhere an–”

“Wait. This is a fanfic, ja?”

“Ye-es. What part of AU did you fail to understand?”

“The AU part. I was hoping further conversation would help me decode you.”

“Just put your hand

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Challenge #00359: Shining, Gleaming, Silken, Flaxen, Waxen...

Here’s a good challenge - write something that involves someone finding a way to explain Wolverine’s hair.  Seriously, whether comics, cartoons, or movies, it’s always the same winged sorta puffed-out spiky thing that looks near-exactly like the sides of his costume’s mask.  Does he style it that way intentionally, does he just have the world’s worst case of Hat Hair, or what?

They had been hiking for hours. Everyone’s hair

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Challenge #00337: The real reason why you don't cross your own time stream

“It’s not the whole risk of changing-historical-events/becoming-your-own-dad/killing-your-ancestors thing that aggravates me most about time travel, it’s keeping all the damn tenses and grammar straight - when you try talking about something you already did, but that you did in the future, that will lead to something you’re going to do, that you’ll do in the past - it’s enough to drive a person insane, it is.”

Paul had

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Challenge #00334: The first Christmas in Space

Someone has set up a little model nativity scene, and then has to explain to the others “why they are sacrificing that baby to the animals”

The ships’ human had set up a small altar in their assigned space. There was a small pine tree (live) that had been stasis-shipped from Britania. There was assorted sparkly lights, a metallic plastic substance referred to as ‘tinfoil’ and numerous spheroids hung about the little branches.

The saurians who were

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Challenge #00328: ...and Wherefores

Gil took longer than most children to grow out of the “why?” stage (either Klaus or Von Pinn dealing with him at that age, you pick, I just want to see toddler!Gil and hilarity)

It was a little celebration amongst the rigger rats. They called it Family Day, and used it to remember the people they had left behind. Gil enjoyed the stories the others told but, when it came to his turn, his joyful mood fell to ash.

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Challenge #00327: A Gru-some Predicament

The minions have unionized and gone on strike

[AN: I just fell over backwards in the bathroom and did something horrible to my right arm. This fillet is being typed left-handed LIKE A BOSS. PS: it’s not broken, but it hurts like fuck]

“DE BA DO! DE BA DO!” the minions chanted, marching in circles in the underground complex that was both their workplace and their home. They carried placards with their grievances.

Alas, they were written in

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Challenge #00325: The Unnypical

I’m tired of villains being the only representation of people who aren’t 100% mentally typical.  Show me a hero coming out as having anxiety disorder/depression/Asperger’s/something (I know not all of those are equal but you get my drift).  Show me a place in heroics for people like me, that isn’t either as a villain or locked up in an asylum, or both. (Marvelverse or DCverse would be awesome

[AN: Attempting to

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Challenge #00319: In Memorium

Found on a gravestone, “Name, date-date, (Killed 99 bears) We pray he has found rest”

We pray he found rest. We’re not sure, but we hope so, because nobody ever found a body, and 99 may not have been enough.

(replace bears with appropriate sentient or nonsentient species at your discretion, especially in the case of early-contact humans :P)

If any being needed any further proof of human insanity - besides ten minutes’ contact with any number

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